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Chapter 165 Are you finished?

Commander Wu seeks benevolence and obtains benevolence...

die of anger...

Lu Ze's understatement didn't sound like much to others, but to Zhuo Ming and the others, it sounded like thunder.

"Commander Wu is dead?"

"how can that be!"

A few whispers sounded beside Zhuo Ming.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Commander Wu is an 8-star wilderness warrior, but he can tear apart giant beasts in the same realm. No one in Shangnan City who can kill Commander Wu has yet to be born! How can this kid in front of him be presumptuous?"

Zhuo Ming's voice was cold and severe.

The people around looked at each other, nodded secretly, and ignored Lu Ze.

"Battle in the wasteland!"

With an order, the other five people dispersed.

Zhuo Ming stepped forward with three layers of blood rings in his eyes, and looked at Lu Ze indifferently with a terrifying luster.

Lieutenant Colonel Shao Cheng and Lieutenant Colonel Huang Jie finally got their breath at this moment, looking solemnly at the wasteland warriors lined up in a row.

The enemy's offensive slowed down, and the entire Ninth Squadron finally got a breather.However, when they noticed their side, all the soldiers who participated in the battle were shocked.

The formation was forced back 50 meters!

The data link shows that there are 21 comrades who have lost their vital signs...

The fallen builder didn't respond in the slightest, as if the belly of the builder was pierced by the fangs of a giant beast, and blood flowed out.

The scorched earth all around, with the meaning of decadence.

All of this was caused by the six pale-skinned warriors wearing crude protective gear in front of them.

But no matter what, their chief is still standing in front of them, so they have no reason to retreat.

Sniper, Gene Warrior, Constructor...

Everyone was panting quietly.

The blades and muzzles are all pointing forward.

This is a fighting force.

……

"Knife please."

Zhuo Ming ordered again, and the five people beside him leaned back at the same time.

The rusty war blade was drawn out, and the hilt surrounded by white bones was pitted but showed a bitter cold edge.

The six held their knives at the same time and took a step forward.

There was a low sound under his feet, like a tread.

The eyes of the two lieutenant colonels Shao Cheng and Huang Jie were in a trance for a moment.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them faced only two wilderness warriors, and from the beginning to the end, none of the six opponents drew their swords.

"I do not know who you are."

"Maybe you don't know who I am either."

A sword with a length of nearly 1.5 meters stood in front of his eyes. Zhuo Ming caressed the back of the sword with his left hand and gently pulled it upwards.

hum~

The blade trembled slightly, dust rippling out, and the fog around him shook away.

"But you may have forgotten that this is a wasteland ravaged by mist."

"And our name is Wasteland Warrior."

At this moment, a shocking scene appeared, the mist within five meters around Zhuo Ming's six people seemed to come to life, twisting, rolling, and then turning into strands of flowing clouds, winding and climbing to the six people's bodies.

In Zhuo Ming's pupils, the third blood ring slowly spread out, and another red dot appeared in the deepest part, like red ink dripping in the water, making people have no doubt that it will gently expand into a ring in the next second .

The sound of bamboo shoots jointing softly resounded in the mist.

Under the shocking eyes of hundreds of pairs from the Ninth Squadron, the bodies of these six people increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, muscles emerged, and swelled and swelled further.

In the blink of an eye, the height of the six people exceeded two meters, and their body size more than doubled than before.

At this moment, there are six real giants, their skins are as pale as bones, and even hardened into convex armor that does not belong to the human body.

"It is like a fog of poison to you, but it is an endless source of motivation for us."

"It's the difference in the nature of life."

The six people marched forward in unison, and the mist behind them boiled and rolled, like dark clouds overwhelming the city, and the momentum was astonishing.

"What monster is this?"

"There's no mention of any of this in our database..."

Shao Cheng and Huang Jie looked at each other subconsciously, their eyes full of horror.

Lu Ze calmly watched the six figures take another step, like a city wall lying across the river, in front of his eyes.

"Is that all?"

Lu Ze spoke softly, but his words were light and flabbergasted.

what?

What is nothing more than that?

In front of them, Zhuo Ming and the other six had a momentary doubt in their dehumanized pupils.

Behind him, two lieutenant colonels Shao Cheng and Huang Jie raised their heads blankly.

【Warrior Lu Ze, what are you talking about...】

There is no need to answer, Lu Ze has already given everyone an extremely shocking answer with his actions.

The fingers in front of the eyes are slightly stretched, and the moment the fingertips are facing the sky...

All the sounds in this space seemed to be swallowed up, and then everyone saw the magnificent scene of endless fog pouring into Lu Ze's body in all directions...

Like a giant whale absorbing water, the mist merges into a vast ocean, torrenting endlessly.

Lu Ze's sleeves and trousers rattled under the continuous mist.

In the invisible sea of ​​consciousness, the faint red flame seemed to be nourished by abundant fuel at this moment, the red light trembled slightly, and it burst into high spirits.

The eyes of Zhuo Ming and the others were in a trance for a moment. At this moment, they seemed to see a huge phantom of a phoenix in Lu Ze's pupils.

Brilliant as the stars, dazzling as the sun.

"If that's all it is... I think I will too."

Lu Ze stared straight ahead, and the right palm erected in front of him disappeared instantly, and appeared next to his ear almost at the same instant.

With his right hand, he gently pinched a blade that appeared without warning.

At the end of the blade is Zhuo Ming whose eyes are almost dripping with blood.

In the eyes that he looked down indifferently from the beginning to the end, at this moment, there finally appeared the fear like ordinary people.

The moment the vision around Lu Ze appeared, it easily shattered all their pride of being warriors in the wilderness. In order to suppress this uneasiness, Zhuo Ming made a move.

However, this knife that broke through the limit of human visual capture was crushed by Lu Ze with a subsequent grip!

Lu Ze turned his head slowly, looked at Zhuo Ming, and calmly shook his right hand.

click!

Fine cracks instantly floated on the blade that could split steel.

then……

The Bund shattered.

Lu Ze stepped forward, folded the four fingers of his right hand together in a soothing way, like an eagle pecking, and stabbed forward lightly.

Hundreds of flowing clouds meander and snake behind him.

boom--

It was like a scene where a heavy truck with a speed of 100 kilometers per hour crashed straight into the concrete wall, and the terrifying white waves bloomed instantly.

Zhuo Ming's burly body seemed to be slammed by a punching machine, his chest collapsed nearly half in an instant, and his whole body was shot straight like a cannonball.

However, the figure of Lu Ze who disappeared at the same time was faster than him.

Among the five people, where Zhuo Ming was originally standing, an afterimage with a distorted outline appeared.

Layers of afterimages are stacked together with countless white waves, and a palm turns from empty to real, which is a raised palm knife.

It seemed that the guillotine machine on the assembly line, when Zhuo Ming flew upside down in half a second, the palm knife fell down gently without a trace of fireworks.

boom!

Zhuo Ming's body was bent upside down strangely at the waist, at a [-]-degree angle, and he was instantly smashed into the mud with his head and body.

Lu Ze lowered his right arm, looked sideways at the wasteland warrior who had just reacted, and said softly:

"There will be someone to accompany you on the road to Huangquan, everyone go well."

this moment.

Whether it was Shao Cheng, Huang Jie, or those Yanhuang soldiers with iron will, they all saw the most shocking scene in their lives.

That figure is like a god.

……

……

Legendary Auction House, tea room on the second floor.

Lin Zhidao sat where Wu Duo had sat before, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

He looked at the long silver table in front of him in a daze, and the eleven eyes met each other, Lin Zhidao raised his eyelids numbly.

Outside the broken floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the line of sight, shouts like mountains and seas kept pouring in.

Lin Zhidao really wanted to slap himself now.

But he held back.

He must not have any strange hobbies...

But looking at the pair of friendly but imposing eyes in front of him, Lin Zhidao's cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably.

On weekdays, let alone him, even his old man Lin Dongyao would have a hard time meeting one of them.

Now, the eleven bigwigs of the underground black market all looked at him, Lin Zhidao.

This is really tm...

Guangzong Yaozu!

Lin Zhidao grinned stiffly.

"cough……"

He coughed, which was a prerequisite for adults in his perception to speak.

Therefore, he decided to use what he learned now.

Lin Dongyao, who was standing behind him like a puppet, twitched his eyelids uncontrollably. He couldn't stand anymore, and his eyes were fixed on his son's back.

This is my usual habit when I teach my son a lesson. Now that Lin Zhidao, a good boy, is imitating himself, how can he not feel uncomfortable all over.

Mu Jin and the other four gave thumbs up at the same time calmly.

This little brother is a character.

"You have also heard the suggestion just now..."

"Mr. Xiaolin, we heard it. It's just that the details are debatable, and you need to participate together. This is a big business, and naturally it can't be decided in a few words, so we need 5 minutes for discussion."

Just as Lin Zhidao opened his mouth, he was suddenly interrupted by a figure with only a black outline in the No. 2 position.

The figure's voice was thick and strong, with the meaning of not being able to refuse.

"In this way, the negotiations will officially start in five minutes. What are your opinions?"

"Of course I have no objection. After all, Mr. Liu should ask Mr. Sikong for instructions on this kind of matter." The round-faced fat man smiled and said, as if he had never seen anything just now, and he still looked like a friendly businessman.

"Yes." The temperamental young woman in a professional skirt said flatly.

A number of participants expressed their opinions one after another. No matter what they said, they all expressed the same meaning.

That is what it means to agree with Mr. Liu in the No. 2 position.

So just two seconds later, eleven figures looked at Lin Zhidao at the same time.

"Five minutes later, the negotiations will officially begin."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhidao was not allowed to speak, and the lights and shadows were extinguished one by one.

At this moment, in different areas of Shangnan City, whether it is the manor, or the skyscraper, or the underground secret room, there are sneers that represent the same meaning.

"Huangkou kid, you really think of yourself as a character."

……

"In business and business, the underground black market makes [-]% of the profit, so we are willing to let it go like this, and those big figures who are inextricably linked to the underground black market are not willing."

"Wu Duo has no objection...heh...this tone is really not to be underestimated."

……

"After all, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

"Come here, go and get the video of the fight in the underground boxing market just now."

……

Azure District, Shangyang Manor, guarded by nearly a hundred warriors, covers an area of ​​more than 3000 square meters. Ordinary people can't even get close to it. They can only look at this extremely luxurious building from a distance.

However, no one could have imagined that the Sikong family of the Shifangmeng, the head of the three giants in the underground black market, is the owner of this Shangyang Manor!

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked towards the study room, knocked on the door lightly, his dignified Chinese character face was full of respect.

"Enter." A voice sounded.

A man in a suit pushed the door open and entered.

"Master, the meeting is adjourned temporarily. I can't make up my mind about some things, and I have to report to you."

"No hurry, how about you look at my word first?"

Beside the huge solid wood long desk, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit was concentrating on writing with a pen, without raising his head.

Beside the middle-aged man, stood a handsome young man. Although impatience flashed in his eyes, his body stood still obediently, not daring to move an inch.

This young man is obviously Sikong Ling who appeared in the trading house earlier!

"Okay." Liu Kui replied warmly, and stepped forward to watch carefully.

When Sikongling saw Liu Kui approaching, he nodded respectfully: "Mr. Liu."

Liu Kui responded with a friendly smile, his eyes swept across the cursive handwriting, and after ten seconds passed, he said in admiration:

"The continuous grass, the pen is like a dragon and a snake, it is unrestrained and smooth, and it is full of energy."

"The majestic and majestic calligraphy written by the master makes Liu Kui feel relaxed and happy."

The voice was filled with sincere admiration, and Liu Kui's tone seemed to be difficult to fluctuate, but when he said it, it was extremely convincing.

"Hahaha, you Liu Kui, this flattery is becoming more and more indistinct."

The middle-aged man laughed and threw the brush into the nearby pen holder before looking up.

His eyes were piercing, and his thick black hair made him look 40 years old at most, but who would have known that this middle-aged man was the current Patriarch of the Sikong family - Sikong Boyuan!

"Tell me what's going on."

Sikong Boyuan turned around and sat down, Liu Kui naturally stepped forward to pour tea for him.

Hearing the Patriarch's inquiry, Liu Kui reported what he had just seen in a calm voice.

"Well, it's almost the same as what I understand."

After listening to Liu Kui's report, Sikong Boyuan smiled and said to himself.

"It's just that if the Lin family on Heishui Street eats [-]% of the share, I'm afraid others won't be convinced."

Liu Kui nodded and said, "So I just mentioned it casually just now, and the other ten families seconded it at the same time."

"Hehe, it's inevitable that young people think things too simply." Sikong Boyuan shook his head and said with a smile, he picked up his teacup and took a sip of the top-quality broken silver Pu'er that had just been brewed.

When he heard these words, anger rose on Sikong Ling's face, as if he had received some kind of approval, he grinned and looked up at Sikong Boyuan.

"This person is only an eight-star warrior, and he really considers himself a character. If he asks for a [-]% share, who does he think he is! Just give him what he can afford!"

"It's just a clown who doesn't know what these shares represent."

"Father, you leave this matter to me. I have heard about Lin Zhidao's useless second-generation ancestor before. When we negotiate later, I will make a random excuse and expel him with the other families."

"No matter how powerful one person is, can he turn the whole Shangnan upside down?"

"Not to mention, how powerful he can be!"

Sikongling had a hearty smile on his face, and what he said made him feel extremely happy.

Liu Kui bowed his head and remained silent.

Sikong Boyuan drank his tea, and after Sikongling finished speaking, he raised his head slightly.

"Are you done?"

(End of this chapter)